3 weeks from now, I will be done with the MCAT.

The days are long and the months are short. We come and go and birthdays pass by. I'm 30 now! Cindy turned 26 today. I gave her a pair of earrings. Tonight we're going out for Thai food and dessert. Meanwhile I need to figure out a way to categorize 34,000 clinical trials and remember Bernoulli's equation...P(naught)+rho*g*y+(1/2)*rho*v^2? Yeah...

I am not that smart, but if I focus long and hard, I can approximate the success achieved by people who do not think too hard.

I'm either retarded or brilliant or both.

I knew it was coming; I was going to have to deal with it. The apartment was echoing more and more. Small things were growing sparse. Only a few big items remained, waiting for hands and a truck. I made the final pass for things that could go in boxes and it was on the topmost eastern shelf in the closet. There was no denying it's presence. I ( Read more... )

Some (boutique, of course) bankers threw a party at an art gallery on Julia Street. I showed up in cufflinks and corduroy jacket. The wine was OK, the conversation wasn't half bad. Later Chris and I had dinner at the Four Seasons. As we were walking out, there was a conservatively-suited young white male almost-but-so-not-quite making out with a ( Read more... )

I purchased a Panasonic DMC-FX48 a few years ago for it's compact size and very wide angle lens. The pictures it produced were generally better than expected and it continued faithful service until about 6 months ago when a big piece of dust (a string, maybe) found it's way onto the sensor. This Christmas, however, I found a tutorial for cleaning ( Read more... )

It's 6:45pm on a Monday evening. I'm home from work. Ants discovered the cotton candy in the garbage can so I take out the trash after ditching my shoes and socks. Untuck my shirt, wipe up kitchen with soapy water to kill the buggers. Uncover the last glass of bottle of viognier that kept me amused through the weekend. Unwrap the last cookie-on-a- ( Read more... )

Two new leads, both high caliber. Feeling positive. Been paying particular attention to how my outlook is a direct reflection of my mood and trying to keep that in check. Pizza for dinner - the people at Zia make me feel special for no particular reason.

In alternating voices, same as before:

Are you cold?
No, I'm just hiding. In my protective bubble.
Oh.
Some days are just like that.
Yeah. Would you like me to put your oranges in your bag?
Oh, yes, thank you.
pause
Have a good night.
Thank you, you too.
I hope you come out of hiding soon.

After a year of sort of unsettled disorder in the Fortress, I think things are sinking into an energy minimum. Getting rid of the green couch paved the way for rearrangements, the first of which was kind of a failure. The second rearrangement has been more successful. The evolution of this success (installation of the stereo, moving the reading ( Read more... )